The eye of the horse

This portrait focuses on the head of a horse, captured in watercolour with a gaze that balances strength with stillness. The choice of watercolour is not accidental: its fluidity allows us to pay homage to the nobility of the animal without enclosing it in rigid lines. The water carries the pigment as the wind caresses the mane – freely, with rhythm, with respect.
Each stroke seeks to suggest rather than define. The soft shadows on the muzzle, the sparkle in the eye, the tufts of hair that blend into the background… everything is worked from transparency, allowing the white of the paper to breathe and give life. It is not a strictly realistic representation, but a presence: that instant when the horse turns its head slightly, hears something in the distance, and everything stops.
This drawing is an invitation to see beyond the form: to connect with the quiet dignity of the animal, with its ancestral memory, its contained power. Because in the silence of its gaze there is something that reminds us of who we were when we still lived close to the land and the animals.
Hummingbird on flower

This small drawing captures a fleeting moment: a hummingbird stopped in mid-flight, its beak immersed in a flower. The work is executed in watercolour, ink and coloured marker, a combination that combines the ethereal with the precise. The watercolour brings transparency and movement, evoking the lightness of the air and the speed of fluttering wings. The ink, on the other hand, fixes the structure and gives character to the outline, while the felt-tip pen introduces vibrant, almost electric touches to the feathers and the flower.
Despite its small size, the drawing is full of energy. The hummingbird, a symbol of the ephemeral and the sacred in many cultures, represents here that almost invisible moment that passes before our eyes without our noticing. The gesture of approaching a flower, an everyday occurrence in nature, becomes an almost ceremonial act.
Each stroke was designed so as not to break the delicacy of the moment. The lightness of the water, the speed of the colour, the decisiveness of a line: everything converges to construct not only an image, but a pause.
Because sometimes the smallest thing contains the most intense thing.